A Haunting

I hear echoes of you in my music

And it's almost like you're singing with me

Voices out of time but hearts in tune.

I imagine seeing you everywhere

And I can't help but eagerly look, hoping it's true

But much to my dismay it is never really you.

I randomly feel a chill behind me

And I imagine how you used to gently move my hair off my neck

And replace it with kisses.

I randomly feel something stroke my face

And I imagine it's your fingers again

Touching me as though I'm made of paper.

I hear a creak

And I hope it's you coming back through the door

But my wish never comes true.

I hear noises at night

And I think it's you sneaking in too late trying not to wake me

But all I hear are imaginary footsteps.

Objects vanish

And I think it's you teasing me or helping around the house

But they stay lost.

I smell you sometimes

And it's like you've come to pay me a brief visit

But you never stay for long.

It's like you're a ghost

And you won't stop haunting me.